Artificial Wisdom

by Thomas R. Weaver

“It’s a silly thing, but I was struck for a moment that eventually I’ll have outlived everyone I know—all the humans who’ve befriended me, everyone I’ve come to care about. I grieve for that.”

“I like hearing you talk about your life and work with Mr. Tully. If you can stay a while, I’d enjoy listening to some more.” Solomon smiled at her. “And in the meantime, you can rest assured Constellation and I have already begun working on your request.”

We should be putting the resources into turning around the current situation instead of creating safe bubbles from which the rich can watch the poor die.”

“We stand by our story.”

So this is what billions could buy. A view from which to watch the world drown.

“You arrested me for murder,” Tully said, “then let me go. How can you possibly think it wasn’t, now?”

Haymaker slumped in the chair and gazed back out the window. “Can’t bodyguard while makin’ coffee.”

“I still love you,” he whispered. “I’ll always love you. But I think it’s time for me to start healing.”